Overwinter

Chapter 9 Student Disputes

Song Zhuangtong dragged Wen Yan's bicycle back from the school gate.Although the snow has melted a lot, it is still dangerous to ride a bicycle. He proposed to send Wen Yan home.

"Then I'll trouble you." Wen Yan picked up his coat and scarf, looked at Song Jing, "Song Jing, see you at school tomorrow."

Song Jing was packing his stationery slowly, when he heard Wen Yan's voice, he looked up at him.Wen Yan curled his lips towards him, and reached out to touch Song Jing's hairy head.

"Goodbye."

Seeing this, Song Zhuangtong also stretched out his hand to rub Song Jing's head. After being squeezed twice, the brat avoided him. Song Zhuangtong smiled and scolded without conscience, and asked, "Do you want to see Teacher Wen off with me?"

Song Jing looked up at him, with a pair of dark eyes, Song Zhuangtong couldn't help it, and reached out to rub him again.

"Follow if you want to go."

After Song Zhuangtong and Wen Yan finished changing their shoes at the shoe cabinet, Song Jingcai jumped off the stool.

"Don't change your shoes." Song Zhuangtong picked him up with one hand and walked towards the car.

Wen Yan sat in the back seat with Song Jing, and Song Zhuangtong turned up the temperature in the car very high. When he looked at the two people in the back seat from the rearview mirror, he couldn't help but smile from his brows and eyes.

When Wen Yan's house was downstairs, Song Jing lay on the window and looked at Wen Yan's back.

When Wen Yan pushed the bicycle downstairs, he turned his head and took a look. Song Jing was lying on the back seat window, Song Zhuangtong was sitting in the driver's seat, and the two of them were staring at him.

He burst into a particularly bright smile, a few strands of black hair were blown across his cheeks, his smile like a spring breeze was extraordinarily bright in the snow, Wen Yan raised his hand and waved to them.

"See you tomorrow." He made a mouth shape.

Song Jing's eyes moved slightly, and his fingers were firmly on the edge of the car window. Wen Yan seemed to be waiting for his response, and stood there motionless.

After a while, he raised his hand and waved goodbye to Mr. Wen.

Wen Yan's figure disappeared at the door, Song Zhuangtong turned his head and glanced at his son, and said, "Put your head back, close the window."

Song Jing obediently put his head back, and sat on the back seat with his legs curled up.

Following Teacher Wen's instructions, Song Zhuangtong wrapped Song Jing tightly and sent him to school the next day. Wen Yan looked at Song Jing's bulging face squeezed out by the scarf, and helped him untie the scarf with a smile , resurrounded again.

"It's going to snow today, don't take off your scarf when you go out to play, you know?"

Song Jing looks very thin, his facial features are somewhat similar to Song Zhuangtong's, but his eyes are round and round, he doesn't look like his father at all.Every time he struggles to respond to what others say, he will blink his big eyes and think about it, but few people are willing to wait for him to understand before answering, and his teacher Wen is one of the few one.

"Okay." Song Jing whispered.

Wen Yan was naturally very happy. After rubbing Song Jing's head, he said, "Go back to the classroom."

It happened that another teacher passed by and said with a smile: "Mr. Wen, you have a really good relationship with the students in your class."

Wen Yan said, "They are all very good."

"When get out of class is over, they are little angels. When class is over, they are little devils." She joked, and opened the door of the office to go to the classroom to have a look.

Wen Yan just happened to catch a glimpse of the somewhat special little girl in their class - Su Yanan was being bullied by a little boy from another class, and the little boy's hand was still stuck on the little girl's neck.Wen Yan immediately stood up and shouted, "What are you doing?"

The little boy seemed to have been taken aback. He stumbled and got up from the little girl. The little girl was already crying badly, with tears and snot all over her face. When she saw Wen Yan, she cried even harder, sobbing and unable to say a word. Complete words.

Wen Yan grabbed the little boy who wanted to run away, frowned and asked, "Which class are you in?"

The little boy turned pale with fright and dared not speak.

Wen Yan brought the two of them back to the office. Su Yanan's clothes were covered in dust and messed up, and the zipper of his coat had been undone.Wen Yan comforted Su Yanan a few words, but she was still crying on her own, so Wen Yan had no choice but to straighten her clothes first, and then go to ask the little boy next to her.

"What's your name?"

The little boy's eyes were red, and his tone was very aggrieved, and he shouted: "She came to our class first and secretly rummaged through my schoolbag."

"I was asking what your name is." Wen Yan said.

"Zhou Haoxuan." He curled his lips, as if he was about to cry in the next second.

"Because she went to your class to look through your schoolbag, did you just bully her?" Wen Yan asked.

Zhou Haoxuan cried and said, "She rummaged through my schoolbag, trying to get my toys."

"Don't cry yet." Wen Yan took out two pieces of paper and handed them to him, "I'm just asking what happened right now."

Facing the two crying children, Wen Yanwen couldn't ask anything, so he left them both in the office. After class, the class teachers in the office came back, and naturally someone came to claim Zhou Haoxuan.

"Zhou Haoxuan, why didn't you go to class?" Zhou Haoxuan's feeling of grievance came up again after meeting the familiar head teacher, and howled, "Teacher Liu!"

The teacher called Teacher Liu looked at Wen Yan and asked him, "What's wrong?"

"During the last class, I saw him push the little girl in our class to the ground and bully him. I called him to the office to ask what was going on. No, I have been crying for a whole class."

Zhou Haoxuan buried his head in Teacher Liu's arms, hiding his face from not daring to look at Wen Yan, and muttered, "She came to look through my schoolbag first."

Teacher Liu glanced at the little girl next to Wen Yan. There were still wet tears on her face, her mouth was slightly open, and her eyes were a little dull.

"This is the one in your class..." She winked at Wen Yan and asked.

Wen Yan frowned slightly: "This is a student in our class."

"Okay, it's all kids messing around, Zhou Haoxuan, please say sorry to them." Teacher Liu pushed his head up and urged, "Apologize quickly, and go back to the classroom after apologizing. You are the only one who didn't do the homework."

Zhou Haoxuan's eyes were red, and he said, "I'm sorry."

Su Yanan looked at him timidly and said, "It's okay."

In Wen Yan's memory, he has heard Su Yanan say it's okay for countless times. It's easy for children to apologize and say sorry, but it's not easy to realize that they really did something wrong.

"That's enough, I'm done apologizing, let's go back to the classroom." Teacher Liu patted the back of Zhou Haoxuan's head and said.

Wen Yan looked at Su Yanan, and she also looked at herself with innocent eyes.

Wen Yan felt a little uncomfortable, and said, "Next time someone bullies you, just tell the teacher, do you understand?"

Su Yanan likes to play with the corners of her clothes, her fingers are always black, and so is the fabric on the corners of the clothes.Her mother would give her a nice hairstyle every morning, but it would be messy by the time school was over.

Wen Yan pulled another wet tissue and wiped Su Yanan's fingers clean.

After wiping it clean, I saw many scratches of different sizes on her fingers, all of which had turned white. She probably couldn't feel the pain anymore. Wen Yan sighed barely, let go of her hand, and said: "Okay, you go back to the classroom first."

When Su Yanan also left, Wen Yan poured a glass of water and walked to Teacher Liu's desk, and asked sideways, "Zhou Haoxuan in your class also transferred this semester, right?"

"Yeah, there's no place left, the principal stuffed it in." Teacher Liu looked up at him, "You didn't punish him, did you?"

"No." Wen Yan said, "They were told to sit here and wait. Su Yanan couldn't explain anything clearly. Zhou Haoxuan insisted that she go through her schoolbag first and listen to him alone. It's hard for me to judge."

"I didn't say that, the kid in your class, alas... also committed crimes." Teacher Liu sighed.

She has been teaching for so many years and has seen too many helpless families. Now she has lost the enthusiasm she had when she just graduated. After being content with her current life, she only hopes that there will be fewer things in the class so that she can take on the teaching task. Yu Shao, worry a little bit.

"But you still have to be prepared. The parents of Zhou Haoxuan in our class have already complained to me about two teachers." Teacher Liu said.

Wen Yan: "If he was really contacted by his parents, I would like to ask this matter clearly to see if Su Yanan went to look through his schoolbag."